His hands ran up and down my sides and fastened around my
hanging titties, squeezing them over and over through my thin
blouse, like he was milking a cow. My hands were locked into the leather mitts so there was no
way I could get them out. Xxx My Dad shaved my pussy hair off so my slit was even more easy
to see. Throbbing heat flared up all around my crotch. After a while, the burning in my crotch began to
settle down, though it seemed to itch fiercely. asshole… He was
eyeing my body and breathing heavily. Then I fitted it against
the opening of my slit and pushed back against him with my ass. Har!” he laughed. He pulled back with a laugh. “Nice huh Pa?” he said. “Now you eat that up off
the grass without your hands, bitch girl!”
he ordered. It would still protrude an inch or two, which
